’Tis much he dares;51

And to that dauntless temper of his mind

He hath a wisdom that doth guide his valor

To act in safety. There is none but he

Whose being I do fear; and under him

My genius is rebuked, as it is said56

Mark Antony’s was by Caesar. He chid the sisters57

When first they put the name of king upon me,

And bade them speak to him. Then, prophetlike,

They hailed him father to a line of kings.60

Upon my head they placed a fruitless crown

And put a barren scepter in my grip,

Thence to be wrenched with an unlineal hand,

No son of mine succeeding. If’t be so,

65 For Banquo’s issue have I filed my mind;

For them the gracious Duncan have I murdered;

67 Put rancors in the vessel of my peace

68 Only for them, and mine eternal jewel

69 Given to the common enemy of man

70 To make them kings–the seeds of Banquo kings.

71 Rather than so, come, Fate, into the list,

72 And champion me to th’ utterance. Who’s there?
          Enter Servant and two Murderers.
           [To Servant]

Now go to the door and stay there till we call.

Exit Servant.

Was it not yesterday we spoke together?

MURDERERS

It was, so please your highness.

MACBETH                     Well then, now

Have you considered of my speeches? Know

That it was he, in the times past, which held you

78 So under fortune, which you thought had been

Our innocent self. This I made good to you

80 In our last conference, passed in probation with you

81 How you were borne in hand, how crossed; the instruments;

82 Who wrought with them; and all things else that might

83 To half a soul and to a notion crazed

Say “Thus did Banquo.”

FIRST MURDERER                     You made it known to us.

MACBETH

I did so; and went further, which is now

Our point of second meeting. Do you find86

Your patience so predominant in your nature

That you can let this go? Are you so gospeled88

To pray for this good man and for his issue,

Whose heavy hand hath bowed you to the grave90

And beggared yours forever?91

FIRST MURDERER                     We are men, my liege.

MACBETH

Ay, in the catalogue ye go for men,92

As hounds and greyhounds, mongrels, spaniels, curs,93

Shoughs, waterrugs, and demiwolves are clept94

All by the name of dogs. The valued file95

Distinguishes the swift, the slow, the subtle,

The housekeeper, the hunter, every one97

According to the gift which bounteous nature

Hath in him closed, whereby he does receive99

Particular addition, from the bill100

That writes them all alike; and so of men.

Now, if you have a station in the file,102

Not i’ th’ worst rank of manhood, say’t;

And I will put that business in your bosoms104

Whose execution takes your enemy off,105

Grapples you to the heart and love of us,

Who wear our health but sickly in his life,

Which in his death were perfect.

SECOND MURDERER                     I am one, my liege,

Whom the vile blows and buffets of the world

110 Have so incensed that I am reckless what

I do to spite the world.

FIRST MURDERER                 And I another,

So weary with disasters, tugged with fortune,

113 That I would set my life on any chance

114 To mend it or be rid on’t.

MACBETH                     Both of you

Know Banquo was your enemy.

MURDERERS                     True, my lord.

MACBETH

116 So is he mine, and in such bloody distance

That every minute of his being thrusts

118 Against my near’st of life; and though I could

With barefaced power sweep him from my sight

120 And bid my will avouch it, yet I must not,

121 For certain friends that are both his and mine,

122 Whose loves I may not drop, but wail his fall

Who I myself struck down. And thence it is

That I to your assistance do make love,

Masking the business from the common eye

For sundry weighty reasons.

SECOND MURDERER             We shall, my lord,

Perform what you command us.

FIRST MURDERER                     Though our lives–

MACBETH

Your spirits shine through you. Within this hour at most

I will advise you where to plant yourselves,

130 Acquaint you with the perfect spy o’ th’ time

The moment on’t, for’t must be done tonight

132 And something from the palace–always thought

That I require a clearness; and with him,133

To leave no rubs nor botches in the work,134

Fleance his son, that keeps him company,

Whose absence is no less material to me

Than is his father’s, must embrace the fate

Of that dark hour. Resolve yourselves apart;

I’ll come to you anon.

MURDERERS                     We are resolved, my lord.

MACBETH

I’ll call upon you straight. Abide within.140

It is concluded. Banquo, thy soul’s flight,

If it find heaven, must find it out tonight.

Exeunt.

 

III.2Enter Macbeth’s Lady and a Servant.

LADY MACBETH

Is Banquo gone from court?

SERVANT

Ay, madam, but returns again tonight.

LADY MACBETH

Say to the king I would attend his leisure

For a few words.

SERVANT             Madam, I will.

Exit.

LADY MACBETH

Nought’s had, all’s spent,

Where our desire is got without content.

’Tis safer to be that which we destroy

Than by destruction dwell in doubtful joy.
    Enter Macbeth.

How now, my lord? Why do you keep alone,

Of sorriest fancies your companions making,10

Using those thoughts which should indeed have died

12 With them they think on? Things without all remedy

Should be without regard. What’s done is done.

MACBETH

14 We have scorched the snake, not killed it.

15 She’ll close and be herself, whilst our poor malice

Remains in danger of her former tooth.

17 But let the frame of things disjoint, both the worlds suffer,

Ere we will eat our meal in fear, and sleep

In the affliction of these terrible dreams

20 That shake us nightly. Better be with the dead,

Whom we, to gain our peace, have sent to peace,

22 Than on the torture of the mind to lie

23 In restless ecstasy. Duncan is in his grave;

After life’s fitful fever he sleeps well.

Treason has done his worst: nor steel nor poison,

26 Malice domestic, foreign levy, nothing,

Can touch him further.

LADY MACBETH             Come on.

Gentle my lord, sleek o’er your rugged looks;

Be bright and jovial among your guests tonight.

MACBETH

30 So shall I, love; and so, I pray, be you.

31 Let your remembrance apply to Banquo;

32 Present him eminence both with eye and tongue:

33 Unsafe the while, that we must lave

Our honors in these flattering streams

35 And make our faces vizards to our hearts,

36 Disguising what they are.

LADY MACBETH             You must leave this.

MACBETH

O, full of scorpions is my mind, dear wife.

Thou know’st that Banquo, and his Fleance, lives.

LADY MACBETH

But in them Nature’s copy’s not eterne.39

MACBETH

There’s comfort yet; they are assailable.40

Then be thou jocund. Ere the bat hath flown

His cloistered flight, ere to black Hecate’s summons

The shard-born beetle with his drowsy hums43

Hath rung night’s yawning peal, there shall be done

A deed of dreadful note.

LADY MACBETH             What’s to be done?

MACBETH

Be innocent of the knowledge, dearest chuck,46

Till thou applaud the deed. Come, seeling night,47

Scarf up the tender eye of pitiful day,48

And with thy bloody and invisible hand

Cancel and tear to pieces that great bond50

Which keeps me pale. Light thickens, and the crow

Makes wing to th’ rooky wood.52

Good things of day begin to droop and drowse,

Whiles night’s black agents to their preys do rouse.

Thou marvel’st at my words, but hold thee still;

Things bad begun make strong themselves by ill.

So prithee go with me.

Exeunt.

Macbeth

III.3Enter three Murderers.

FIRST MURDERER

But who did bid thee join with us?

THIRD MURDERER                     Macbeth.

SECOND MURDERER

2 He needs not our mistrust, since he delivers

3 Our offices and what we have to do

4 To the direction just.

FIRST MURDERER             Then stand with us.

The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day.

6 Now spurs the lated traveler apace

7 To gain the timely inn, and near approaches

The subject of our watch.

THIRD MURDERER             Hark, I hear horses.

BANQUO    Within

Give us a light there, ho!

SECOND MURDERER

10 Then ’tis he: the rest

11 That are within the note of expectation

Already are i’ th’ court.

13FIRST MURDERER His horses go about.

THIRD MURDERER

Almost a mile; but he does usually,

So all men do, from hence to th’ palace gate

Make it their walk.
           Enter Banquo and Fleance, with a torch.

SECOND MURDERER A light, a light!

THIRD MURDERER ’Tis he.

FIRST MURDERER Stand to’t.

BANQUO

20 It will be rain tonight.

FIRST MURDERER           Let it come down!

BANQUO

O, treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly!

[Exit Fleance.]

Thou mayst revenge–O slave!

[Banquo slain.]

THIRD MURDERER

Who did strike out the light?23

FIRST MURDERER               Was’t not the way?

THIRD MURDERER

There’s but one down: the son is fled.

SECOND MURDERER

We have lost best half of our affair.

FIRST MURDERER

Well, let’s away, and say how much is done.

Exeunt.

 

III.4Banquet prepared. Enter Macbeth, Lady [Macbeth], Ross, Lennox, Lords, and Attendants.

MACBETH

You know your own degrees–sit down:1

At first and last the hearty welcome.

LORDS

Thanks to your majesty.

MACBETH

Ourself will mingle with society4

And play the humble host.

Our hostess keeps her state, but in best time6

We will require her welcome.

LADY MACBETH

Pronounce it for me, sir, to all our friends,

For my heart speaks they are welcome. Enter First Murderer.

MACBETH

10 See, they encounter thee with their hearts’ thanks.

Both sides are even. Here I’ll sit i’ th’ midst.

Be large in mirth; anon we’ll drink a measure

The table round. [Goes to Murderer.]

There’s blood upon thy face.

FIRST MURDERER            ’Tis Banquo’s then.

MACBETH

’Tis better thee without than he within.

Is he dispatched?

FIRST MURDERER      My lord, his throat is cut:

That I did for him.

MACBETH                     Thou art the best o’ th’ cutthroats.

Yet he’s good that did the like for Fleance:

19 If thou didst it, thou art the nonpareil.

FIRST MURDERER

20 Most royal sir, Fleance is scaped.

MACBETH

21 Then comes my fit again. I had else been perfect;

22 Whole as the marble, founded as the rock,

23 As broad and general as the casing air.

24 But now I am cabined, cribbed, confined, bound in

25 To saucy doubts and fears. But Banquo’s safe?

FIRST MURDERER

Ay, my good lord. Safe in a ditch he bides,

27 With twenty trenchèd gashes on his head,

The least a death to nature.

MACBETH                     Thanks for that.

There the grown serpent lies; the worm that’s fled29

Hath nature that in time will venom breed,30

No teeth for th’ present. Get thee gone. Tomorrow

We’ll hear ourselves again.

Exit Murderer.32

LADY MACBETH             My royal lord,

You do not give the cheer.